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Who is the new girl
Where can she be
Who is the new girl
That will take away her memory

I'll keep watching
For her to come along
As the story of Frankie and Johnny
Is just a fading song

Who is the new girl
Where can she be

I'll keep driving on a two lane highway
I'll go walking on a hiking trail
Someday I'll see her as she comes my way
And then there will be a new love story to tell

I'd like to kiss you on the lips,

chase your smile with my tongue,

hold you firmly by the hips,

clasp you close where you belong.

I'd smell the sweet perfume in your hair,

your soft tender skin pleasant to touch,

the feeling's mutual we begin to share,

unspoken words mean so much.

Hands clasped in sentimental harmony,

passion unbridled climbs to misty highs,

pupils dilated remembering all we see,

while the sun shines through cloudy skies.

Love a swirling emotion conquers all,

cheeks aflame passions untold story,

butterflies in your tummy no longer small,

rose-petals in your crown of glory.

Hearts entwined love that never sleeps,

shared delights whispers of desire,

lust unbound the secrets that we keep,

every-time we meet sets my heart on fire.

Hands so soft meaningful caress,

smouldering embraces we can't forget,

eyes that smile cheekily undress,

we agree to feel and not regret.

Arms so tight together in a bind,

two hearts share one sacred place,

thoughts of love together we remind,

the only image I see is your face.

Hearts that ache is never over rated,

two units as one prove they are strong,

anguish creeps in when we're separated,

'cos we know together that we belong.

True love we'll keep and hold forever,

no storms will render us apart,

peace and joy we'll share endeavour,

as long as we reside in each-other’s heart.

It would have been a good idea
Had he thought about it in time
But he's always just a little too late
So I guess he will just stop trying
He could have placed a goodbye note
With some Kentucky flowers she could keep
But they would die in a few days time
And that's when he would weep
And get over her
Should have said farewell with Kentucky flowers
His mood swings from word to word like a clinging vine
And someday that vine is bound to break
But he's already been falling a very long time
So how does he apologize after having said so much
Maybe he could if for awhile she could touch
Kentucky flowers

Oh my darling I shed a tear
For you’re so far and I live in fear
I want to hug you and hold you forever
Hoping our love will soon be together
Though in time I miss you so much
And in my dreams I can feel your soft touch
My heart beat as if you were here
If you only knew how much do I care?
I found my true love you know what I mean
I want to spend my life with you for all eternity
I just got new that you soon will come home
My dream has come through and we will soon be alone
I wish you will know what you have done to me
And soon you will have me down on one knee
And promise to love you till the end
To love you forever and be your best friend

In a questioning dream
the darkness swallows my soul
i see her standing there among other children
terrified and so forlorn
my little baby
my angel, world and the sunshine that lights my day
Tears pour down her face as she questions why to the shadowed man
why he holds the line there
uncertain i try to lurch forward
i NEED to protect me baby
but am held by invisable ropes
Helpless i watch the shadowed man
he steps forward
touches a hand to her fae
I scream STOP
but my cries are scattered to the winds
than the unthinkable happens
BANG
My heart stops and my binds released
I fall to the ground beside my precious girl
screaming for her to wake
her beautiful honey eyes shall never see mine again
her laughter shall never brighten my day
never again will i wipe fingerprints from surfaces
my baby
my world
my light
I wake in a cold sweat
bolting up into the night
i race from my bed and into her room
not bothering to stop before bouncing onto her bed
she is alright, startled but alright
by now she is used to this
a tiny hand raises up to me
"It will be alright." She whispers as i cuddle beind her protectifully
And fade into the still night.

MY SOULESS CORPSE FEELS LIKE IT'S ON FIRE.
AND IT ROTS AS IT LIES STINKING WITHIN THE EARTH.
IT IS RAINING BLOOD UPON THE GROUND WITHIN THIS CEMETARY
AND INSIDE THE DEEPEST CORE OF MY DEAD BEING, MY SOULESS DEMON IS NOW SPAT IN REBIRTH...

AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSS OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, I SEE THOSE GLORIOUS OF DARKEST SITES...

I HAD DIED A HORRIBLE DEATH WITHIN AN ABYSS FOR MY ETERNAL HELL.
AND IT'S SHADOWS OF AN UNKNOWN EVIL, THROUGH ME WAS DEEPLY DREAMPTH.
WHEN THIS ANCIENT DARKNESS CREPT INSIDE MY LONELY, HOLLOW SHELL.
I WAS CHRISTENED THEN I WAS ORDAINED TO SERVE THE MAJESTY OF THE DAMNED...

AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSSED OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, THE EVIL'S FULFILLED UPON THE DARKEST OF NIGHTS...

I WAS TWISTED BY THE VERY FEELINGS THAT CONFRONTED MY SOUL AS I LAYED BLEEDING.
AND THE DESOLATION HAD POSSESSED ME FROM SO DEEP WITHIN.
FOR, WITHIN THE DEVIL'S WAKE, I HAD BELIEVED I WAS ONLY DREAMING.
BUT, IN TRUTH, IT WAS MY DARK REALITY UNBURIED BENEATH MY SIN...

AHHH...
SPECTRES OF SORROW ARE FLYING SO FREE.
FROM AN ETERNITY, THAT... WILL... FOREVER... BLEED...
BLACK MEMORIES AND DESIRES CROSSED OVER WITH ME TO THE OTHER SIDE.
AND WITHIN THIS DESPAIR, I DWELL WITH THE LEGIONS FOR THE TIES THAT BIND...

(WITH THE LEGIONS OF THE EVIL BENIGN...)

I can't see your eyes
I can't see your face
Because you are in cloud

I can't take your hands
I can't touch your shoulder
Because you are in fog

Step out of the cloud, darling
Let me see your tender eyes

Step out of the fog, darling
Let me warm your ice heart

...........
...........

When I walk in the room,
Things move by themselves,
Books flying off the shelves,
Hearing eerie moans and wails,
Turning pale I shiver,
My hand on my bible I quiver,
Struggle to deliver an exorcism,
But my words are denied,
The demons can't be exorcised,
Just the twisted violence of a sick mind
I keep tring to spell bind...

Where would you go
What would you do
If you had a short time to finish your life

How far would you go
To see who you want of friend's from the past
Would you make your time needy or embrace it in full
And treasure whats left
In taking your guard and put it aside
To make that time real.

Rain when it starts has a smell of it's own
Would you breathe it in deep

A field filled with flowers
Grass that stands tall
Dances and looks to the sky up above
Would you see what that field feeds to your eyes or pass it on by.

You could lay on your back
Look up to the sky
See what the clouds shape in your mind
Then let out a deep breath
A dragonfly in hover 3 feet away lookin at you
He's willing to land but feels it's not safe

We all send out vibes All nature picks up
To help us decide
If those vibes are too strong
Nature backs up and looks somewhere else
Or agression comes out in defence of itself as instinct kicks in.

Would you stop on the road where a turtle's halfway
Help it the rest
By stopping your car
Letting other drivers see
Whats right versus wrong

Would you slow down your life
In a way to make it, not just about you.

Would you sit in the night
With a candle by your side
Reflect on the times
You grew from the good that came to your life.

If I knew my time was near
I'd be happy to know
That my life that I lived
Let me see what was there
In front of my eyes



My eyes were once blind from the anger inside that harboured my life.


~Bentlee~

She was so relieved that she curled up and slept for the rest of the night, knowing that she was safe. The little man had saved her. In the morning when the King arrived he was astonished. There was gold from floor to ceiling and in the middle of it all slept the Miller’s daughter. Where once there was straw now there was gold. Shiny, yellow gold.

Now, she was still as ugly as she had been the night before, but somehow, all this gold seemed to make her less, shall we say unappealing, to the King’s eyes. Greed for gold seems to have that power. In his mind he was calculating how much richer he had become overnight. His calculations placed it in the region of 150 Duros ( equivalent to approximately 75 billion dollars of our present day money.)

This amount of wealth staggered him. Only the Kings with the largest of kingdoms might come close to this, and lets face it, this kingdom was rather small and had been extremely poor. His mind went into overdrive digesting everything that had happened.

All day the Miller’s daughter was wined and dined and kept in absolute luxury. She only needed to hint at something and it was instantly brought to her. One of the greatest delicacies that could be had was Mountain oysters (sheep balls) and due to their rarity reserved mainly for the King and sometimes his favourites. These she consumed by the dozens. There were bowls of Durian fruit and mangosteen, aronia berries and camu camu berries. In fact she was denied nothing and given everything her heart desired.

Never before had she lived like this. Strange and exotic foods that tempted and pleased her palate. Wines of the finest kinds from all over the known world. By the end of the day for the first time in her life she was almost full.

That night the King took her to a room that was twice the size of the one from the night before. Like before the room was filled with straw. Every nook and cranny had straw in it , there was barely room for the spinning wheel.

Once again she was ordered to turn the straw into gold, or she would die a most horrible death. A death so horrible that she would not be able to imagine it. As like the night before, when the door clanked shut, she collapsed.

Again tears flowed from her eyes as sob after sob shook her body. On and on she cried as before, praying, pleading, and once again she swore that she would change if only someone would help her.